Synopsis: a famous businessman's daughter has been abducted!! Or has she? Our little Amelie Mason seems to be enjoying her kidnapping way too much.

An abandoned warehouse. A black screen in the background and a young damsel bound to a chair and gagged.

Amelie Mason stares at the camera filming her with a frightened look, while a masked figure approaches her with her features concealed by a black balaclava.

"Hello, Mr Mason. As you can see, your beloved daughter has been abducted".

"MPHHH" Amelie yelled, her protests muffled by the ballgag between her lips.

"Shut up, honey. I'm talking. Well, just so you don't have to check your bank account, this is not a ransom-intended kidnapping. If so, I would have sent this video to you, not to all new channels ever existing, hihi. This is a public demand. You've got two weeks to reduce the amount of smoke you're throwing into the environment. The pollution rates are the highest of the US, meaning you're a threaten to our way of living and our planet. If within two weeks from now those rates haven't lowered at least five points... well, let's say something really bad will happen to beautiful Amelie".

"MPHHHHHHHHHHH" the young girl yelled, looking terrified.

Then, the masked captor got to the camera and turned it off.

"I think that should work" the masked captor said.

"Mphhhh" Amelie replied, happily giggling behind her gag.

The captor took off her mask, revealing a young hot woman, same age as Amelie. She was cute, blonde with a ponytail, with blue eyes. She got closer to the bound and gagged 'captive' and took off her gag.

"Did I sound threatening?"

"Sam, are you kidding? I was even scared myself, and I know about the hustle" Amelie laughed.

"Well I must give you your credit. You were fantastic! Really convincing!"

"Well I'm glad to hear that. Let's hope my dad listens to your demands so we can make this world a better place".

"Oh, I hope so. And thanks again for helping me do it".

Two weeks before

"Oh, look at that!! You dad's company leads the rank of the most polluting companies of the country!" Sam said angrily.

"Fuck, that's too wrong. I wish I could do something about it".

"Something like what? It's not like you could talk your dad into being a little more eco-friendly".

"Yeah... I know. He'll never listen to me. The only thing he cares about is running his companies and earn money".

"I know... fuck!"

Suddenly, a shine appeared in Amelie's eyes.

"I may have just come up with something".

"What is it?" Sam asked, a glint of hope in her eyes.

"A plan that could satisfy both parts. You with your eco-war and me with... something".

"Oh, come on! Spit it out!"

"What if...?"

Back to the present

"Now I'll send the video to the main TV channels of the country, and you'll be trending topic tomorrow. But first I should get you out of that chair".

"Wait, that wasn't part of the deal".

"What do you mean?"

"Well... the deal was: you have my dad lowering her pollution ranks and I have a full bondage treatment in exchange".

"But... well, I thought you might be tired of being handcuffed".

"Oh, I'm tired of being handcuffed, but it doesn't mean I'm tired of bondage yet. Okay, get me out and I'll show you how to truss up a girl properly".

Sam had Amelie freed from her poor bindings.

"You brought what I asked you to, right?" the fake kidnappee asked.

"Indeed. I just don't know why you wanted me to bring so much... stuff".

"Well, we've got two whole weeks to have fun. Meaning we'll need A LOT of stuff".

"Sure... it just seems way too much for me. But, you rule. So, what do I do?"

"Let's start with something simple. But first..."

She stood up from the chair and took off her clothes, leaving just her underwear, a set of pink lace lingerie. Her body was almost as beautiful as her face. She was a cute twenty-two-year-old woman with long brown hair in a ponytail, her eyes protected by a pair of glasses.

"Now we're ready. Grab two or three rolls of duct tape".

Sam did as her friend told her, while Amelie sat back on the chair.

"Bind my feet to each one of the chair's legs".

"Okay... you're a freak, did you know that?"

"I'm aware. Just do it" Amelie laughed.

Sam wrapped Amelie's right ankle to the chair's leg. The tape was applied loosely, Sam being afraid of going to hard on her friend.

"Oh, come one. Push it, do it tighter!"

"Okay, okay".

This time, the blondie showed no mercy in the binding process. She wrapped the ankle tightly to the chair, making sure that, even though Amelie struggled as hard as she could, she wouldn't escape.

"Wow that's better. Now do the same on my left ankle. And then do both my legs, please".

"To be a captive, you're a little bossy, did you know that?" Sam joked.

Amelie laughed back.

Soon, Sam had Amelie's lower body completely trussed and bound to the chair.

"Well, this feels fine. Now, you should do my hands".

"You mean your wrists, right?"

"Nope. I mean my hands. If you cover my fists in tape it'll be impossible for me to get the rest of the bindings".

"Okay, I think I get it. So if you please close your fists".

Amelie gladly obliged, and soon had her hands covered in tape too.

"And now you do my wrists. This is the most important part in the binding process. If you do it right, it'll keep me from getting free. It you don't it'll be too unsatisfactory".

"Okay, I get it. Make it tight, right?"

"You bet, and of course behind my back".

"Sure".

Having emptied the first roll, Sam grabbed a new one to please her friend. She unpeeled it and began wrapping it tightly around her wrists. Loop after loop, Amelie pleasingly felt how her Sam was leaving nothing behind. She might get it, finally.

Once twenty loops were completed, she cut the roll.

"How does it feel?"

"Tight, but it's not enough yet. I can still move my arms too freely. You should do my elbows, too".

"Are you sure? Won't it be too painful?"

"Don't worry about that, I'll handle".

Sam forced Amelie’s elbows together, until they almost touched. Then, she took the roll of tape and wrapped it around them, just like she had done with the rest of her friend’s body.

“How’s that?”

“Tight, so nice. I think you should bind my waist to the chair now. And make sure you tie my wrists too”.

Once again, Sam proved to be an attentive student, grabbing Amelie’s wrists and waist to the furniture, making sure she couldn’t wriggle or struggle.

“I assume you want you gag back, right?”

“Well, yes, but… a ballgag is not really a gag”.

"You kidding right? It's literally called ball GAG"

"Haha, don't get me wrong. Ballgags are fine. But, when it comes to gags, I'm a sucker for layers. The more layers, the more fun".

"What does that mean?"

"That means you can gag me however you want. Tape, scarves, ballgag, all of it".

"All of it?"

"Of course! The more layers, the more fun, remember? And don't just apply some stripes of tape over my mouth, and want my mouth wrapped up fully".

"But won't that miss your hair?"

"Fuck my hair!! I want a good gagging, don't care about details. And, for a gag to be effective, stuffing is a must. I told you to bring some sponges, did you take them?" Amelie spoke rushly, excited.

"I did".

"Fine, we'll save that for later. Now, do you have some socks?"

"Uh... I do. But I've been wearing them the whole day. I don't think you'll want them in your mouth".

"I don't care, I like it tasty".

"Urghh, gross. When did you become such a freak?"

"Well, I'll tell you all about it. But not just now. Now I don't want to tell you anything. Now I don't want to talk at all. Take off your socks and stuff them in my mouth".

"Both?"

"Both"

"Okay, I guess a deal is a deal".

Complying with her captor's commands, Sam took off her boots and socks.

"Any last words?"

"Don't hesitate with the tape" Amelie replied as she opened up her mouth.

Sam fetched both her socks inside her friend's mouth. Amelie was glad to feel her cheeks bulging and her mouth full. As Sam had inquired, they tasted a bit sweaty, but Amelie didn't care at all.

"Do you want your ballgag next?"

"Mphhh" Amelie nodded.

"This is a nice item, by the way. Now I know what I can use when you won't shut up, hahahaha".

Amelie rolled her eyes but grinned. She liked being with Sam, she trusted her.

Sam applied the ballgag as she had done before. But Amelie's tries to say anything came out more muffled this time.

"Now I bet you'd want me to use tape, right?"

"Mpph hsssphhh" Amelie nodded eagerly.

Just like Amelie had told her, Sam wrapped the tape around the brown haired's girl, completing fifteen loops until the roll was empty.

Next, she took the third one and approached her friend's head again, but Amelie was shaking it 'no'.

"Don't you want me to keep going?"

"Mphhhhh" she nodded this time, as she pointed the bondage bag with her head.

Sam understood what her friend wanted, so she got back to the bag and searched for the desired item.

She took a roll of white microfoam tape and showed it to Amelie.

"Will this do?"

"Mppph" she nodded happily.

She applied the new tape just like she had done before, until half of the roll was empty.

"I guess we're not done yet" Amelie shook her head. "Okay, I'll add a couple of scarves over the whole thing, but then I need to go send the video, okay?"

Amelie nodded grinning.

Sam grabbed a pair of scarves. She applied the first one over the tape, the huge wrap gag. The second one was put over her nose too, bandida style. Amelie was beyond satisfied with the treatment. Her bondage lust was being fulfilled the way she wanted.

"Now I'll send the video to the televisions. But what if I add some pictures of your current predicament? It could help soften your dad's heart".

"Mphhhhh" Amelie nodded, once again.

So Sam took her phone to take some pictures.

"Look distressed".

Amelie began crying, making a big effort to hide how fun she was having. The flash of the camera highlighted her tears, making her look like a real damsel in distress.

When Sam thought it was enough, she kept her phone back in her pocket.

"Now how long do you want to stay like this? two hours?"

"MPHHHH" Amelie shook her head 'no'.

"Okay, nod your head for 'more than two hours' and shake your head for 'less'".

Amelie nod her head vigorously.

"Three hours?" She shook. "More?" she nodded. "Okay, four hours then. Is that fine for you, little pervert?"

Grinning, Amelie nodded her head again.

"Fine then. I'll leave you to it. Enjoy your captivity, honey. But remember you owe me an explanation about this whole... thing".

"Mphhh" Amelie grunted happily.

Then, Sam left the warehouse, leaving Amelie completely trussed to the chair and enjoying every minute of it. She was going to tell her everything, but not for now. Now, it was her time to enjoy.

She respected Sam. She had a mission and was willing to do anything to accomplish it. As for her, she was happy to help, specially when she could enjoy some tight bondage in the process.

As the hours passed, Amelie began to feel the strain on her body. The tape had dug into her skin in a few places, making her squirm uncomfortably. The scarves around her head were hot and stuffy, but she didn't want to take them off, not like she could. They made her feel secure and helpless at the same time.

"MPHHHHHHHH" she yelled from time to time, only to check that the gag kept working on muffling her effects.

She was happy with her decision to help Sam, and she could only wait for her to return so that she could teach her some more knots.

Oh, boy. It was going to be two funny weeks.